Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On The DL, artist - The Pharcyde. Album song Bizarre Ride II The Pharcyde, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Concord, Craft
Song language: English
On The DL |
So here it is Fuck it Friends or no friends i had enough bullshit |
To last me clear to the ends of my term |
I hate worms |
So i’ma bring in the fish |
And induce my backhand |
To refrain from my fist |
Yeah i wish that i change |
Then i could shed all the (main) |
You trippin’on my ego |
But all my shit is sustained |
Order order |
I cross the border for a spot in the sun |
I’m so down with myself |
Bitch i could chill as a bum ho hum |
Drum |
I’m so burnt that i’m beat |
I got my fears on my nerves |
And the crowd on my feet |
The only one who has my (back) is me In reality, see |
I’m constantly fightin heavy |
When we journey through the sea |
Oui oui monsieur |
I’m true to the game |
I believe my friends you (slip) me I might have the ego but you’ll tell me who’re trippin' |
I know |
And it shows |
I can look at your nose |
And just tell that you’re effected by the e-g-o |
On the downlow |
I woke up in the mornin’to a girl who’s butt’s soft |
Gotta brush my teeth |
Clean my nuts off |
Put on the gear that i’ma wear throughout my day |
But before i take a shower i ain’t ashamed to say |
When i think of the night before, and the heat of passion |
Your big brown booty |
My mind starts flashin' |
I’m lookin’in the mirror with my cock on rock |
Should i pursue to do you |
Or just stroke my knot |
While my girl is asleep |
I’m caught in a jam |
Went to the bathroom |
With cocoa-butter in my hand |
Closed the door behind me Locked it very tight |
Thinkin’of all the naughty things we did last night |
Slipped out my underoos sat on the toilet bowl |
And let the hand i hold the mike with |
Take control |
Closed my eyes tight so it would seem more real |
I’m thinkin’about the crazy ways you made me feel |
As my thoughts get deeper |
And a little more intense |
If you don’t know what comes next |
Well you’re just too dense |
On the downlow |
[man you pharcyde y’know what i’m sayin dude, this is it Man damn, tre] |
He’s chasin’me |
Scrapin’my knee on the cement |
Is what i did |
What dug |
Look under the rug |
And i got it Hit him in the heart with my (night struck a) slug |
But no This nigga had to go Peep this |
I was asleep |
He climbed in my window |
Grabbed me around the neck |
Said scream and you’re dead |
I thought it was the devil |
'cause his face was glowin’red |
He was a brother |
But this brother had the devil in his eye |
He was out to get i-m-a-n-i |
First i (took) my trigger finger with a wiggle |
The devil jumps into my eyes and then i giggle |
In the back of my head |
You know imani feels no shame |
I’ve got my nine i said |
With my millimeter go bang |
I got him |
He’s crippled so he crawls across the floor |
He’s bleeding everywhere and now he’s reachin’for the door |
Bang bang bang |
Yep i got 'im again |
His story’s soundin’sad |
Like the movie ben |
But um Anyway i’m just protectin’my shit |
'cause if it wasn’t me he’s killin' |
Then my moms mighta got it It’s on the downlow |
Don’t tell nobody i killed him all right? |
On the downlow |
On the downlow |
On the downlow |
'cause you should know |
Flip fly caught you soarin sky high |
But a Fly slip wash you up fly drip my Eyes cry |
Tears fear |
A baby eagle seagull shit falls quicker than a local hero |
Zero from zero leaves nothin' |
Now ain’t that somethin'? |
And all this time you been wantin’somethin' |
For nothin' |
The crew has pushed your button 'cause your frame is on recall |
The homeys kick the (fact) 'cause its wack to let you fall |
(why doesn’t what) you’re rollin in the 'hood |
So niggas that don’t wantcha |
And you’re fucked |
Crazy fucked |
Like the slut heather hunter |
(with me) the one that punches shit |
I know you’ll get the pick |
With the cars and the girls |
And the ego and the loot chief |
I’ll make this brief |
I’d be lyin through my teeth |
If i told you you was dope |
And your benefits was reaped |
From my ego |
Those (libro) kids are creepin’with the steel |
And you’re cappin' |
'bout this rappin' |
And they’re cavin’in the grille |
On the downlow |
On the downlow |
On the downlow |
'cause you should know |
'bout the downlow |
On the downlow |
On the downlow |
'cause you should know |